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St. Louie
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nelly
Nelly
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Songwriter
Jason "Jay E" Epperson
Jason "Jay E" Epperson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Herb Powers
Herb Powers
Mastering Engineer
Jason "Jay E" Epperson
Jason "Jay E" Epperson
Producer
Jason Standard
Jason Standard
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Kenny Dykstra
Kenny Dykstra
Assistant Engineer
Rich Travali
Rich Travali
Mixing Engineer
Steve Eigner
Steve Eigner
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

You can find me in St. Louie Where the gunplay ring all day (na-na-na) Some got jobs and some sell yay Others just smoke and fuck all day You can find me in St. Louie Where the gunplay ring all day (na-na-na) Some got jobs and some sell yay Others just smoke and fuck all day I'm from the home of the Redd Foxx, Ced the Entertainer Jettin' off with Brian Cox, I'll see you later Maybe not 'cause I got somethin' hot In the Navigator, waitin' in the parkin' lot A bad boy on a ride rougher than The LOX I keep 'em both cocked, Nina and Sabrina Now tell me, boys, have you seen her? Have you seen her? Uh, nine millimeter makin' niggas believers Hop out the two-seater in a Vokal wife beater Levi's fresh from the cleaners Heavy starch with the cuff, like fuck it, leave it to beaver Catch me in the Galleria, the Plaza at Chesterfield Rollin' down Hanley Hills in a black Sedan Deville I used to love it when they hit me for a rocker Maybe a bopper, I kept it proper A non-stopper, around the clock-er Now it's cool to pull up the Benz and helicopter, uh You can find me in St. Louie Where the gunplay ring all day (na-na-na) Some got jobs and some sell yay Others just smoke and fuck all day You can find me in St. Louie Where the gunplay ring all day (na-na-na) Some got jobs and some sell yay Others just smoke and fuck all day Sunday mornin', crack of dawnin' and I'm yawnin' Natural Bridge and King's highway is where I'm goin' Wake up, man, and start blowin' Gotta get the juices flowin' Now I'ma tell you one more time for you cats that just ain't knowin' Hey, you can find me in St. Louie In the hole with me, Fetty, and Leezy gettin' swoll Wrappin' the Optimos, sharpenin' up the flows Practicin' for my shows, that's usually how it goes We be ready to roll, got chronic already rolled Swingin' through O'Fallon, sounds knockin' out of control Like a boom-boom-boom, who is it? It's Jackie Frost The one who gettin' where he at and he showed you who was the boss I'm like a human hot sauce, thinkin' I'll burn your thoughts Your information was false, I'll show you just what it costs In the M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter O-U-R-I, no one could do it better, hey You can find me in St. Louie Where the gunplay ring all day (na-na-na) Some got jobs and some sell yay Others just smoke and fuck all day You can find me in St. Louie Where the gunplay ring all day (na-na-na) Some got jobs and some sell yay Others just smoke and fuck all day Now, in the middle we keep it crunk and jiggy Love 'Pac and Biggie The way that you love your sticky Call Louie, he have you pissy Mix with Hen' and Crissy Bumpin' Tim and Missy With Slim that used to diss me In the red Expedition That's okay though, she can ride just for the day though Could even be a house guest like Kato I'm a dog, I said it, woof, woof, now call me Snoopy Wouldn't have me in a hooptie, now you see me in a coupie In front of utopia, I'm hopin' ya Come down here trippin', man, I'm toastin' ya Thanksgiving 'round these parts, yo, we roastin' ya And when the heat come down, get ghostin' ya (God bless us) Notes with us, just have the folks with us My daddy told me that, said I'm supposed to bust Don't be provokin' us, it ain't no joke in us Just the North, South, East, West coast in us You can find me in St. Louie Where the gunplay ring all day (na-na-na) Some got jobs and some sell yay Others just smoke and fuck all day You can find me in St. Louie Where the gunplay ring all day (na-na-na) Some got jobs and some sell yay Others just smoke and fuck all day What they know about the Lou, huh? What they know 'bout the arch? They know the fun, Sunday night Poppin' that like that there, huh? Get up Sendin' shouts out to London, yessir, ah-ha, the Arch (You can find me in St. Louie) White Castle's live, my nigga Club Casino with the DJ 618 (Some got jobs and some sell yay) My nigga JHardy, playin' for the Wizards Get this shit on, Larry, playin' with The Answer (ah-ha) Cedric the Entertainer Get a shoutout right there, my nigga (Huh? Ain't nobody hoopin' on them like that) nah What they know about that? What they know about that life?
Writer(s): Jason Epperson, Cornell Haynes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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